At 6 in the morning the shouting of my alarm clock made me get up.I hurried up to get ready for the office.As already late I was just hastely arranging things to be carried along when I heard a voice of my dad.He was asking me if I had had my breakfast.I said no it was already late.He asked me"whats in a minute or two??"I said even a single minute did matter"He persisted me to eat something to the extent that I got irritated.Even he followed me with the stuff in his hand.I didn't listen, took my belongings and started on my bike ,leaving my calling dad behind.Reaching there I found some eatables in my bag.This was what I used to do daily.The only change was that of my school to office days.I really had no idea that the things would change without an alarm.
Today my dad is lying on his bed unable to move his body.High blood pressure followed by a stroke resulting in paralysis.I go to office as usual.I am late as usual but what is unusual is that my dad does not irritate me by offering help or asking me to eat something.Leaving for office only some words echo in my mind"whats in a minute or two??" .I crave for the same affection from him.He does not speak but his eyes say"Those minutes were too precious my child"
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